Is it just, that how we manage, is not by love but force of habit?

Sorry. I was going to try and make all my blogs happy and funny but seriously, being morbid is so much more fun.

Sometimes I miss things like crazy, and sometimes the things I miss are the things i don't want to remember or be a part of ever again, ynow?
Peoples perception of happiness changes so much as you grow older.
Like, so much.
You need different things, or you want different things, or you think you should want differnent things, or do different things, or different. things. different. fuck.
I was never cool. I'm still not cool. I'm just a different not cool now. Before I didn't think I was not cool. Now I like not being cool. And hate not being cool.
Lets stop caring.
Lets start forgetting.
Lets leave and never come back.
Lets..
Lets...
Lets not overanalyze.
Lets just start living.
Without caring or thinking or worrying or caring or caring or caring or...
God I hate thinking. I wish I could just stop. Just switch it off.
I wish I could just speak up.
I wish I could just think of things to speak up about.
I wish everyone knew me and cared about me and loved me and acknowledged me and understood me.
I wish I understood me.
I wish I understood you.